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Measuring Devices

March 28, 2017 Gracia Louise

Recently landed: Measuring Devices, a new article on Marginalia (by Gracia) takes you to Dance Massive

Melanie Lane and Lilian Steiner in Lucy Guerin's Split (image credit: Gregory Lorenzutti)

Melanie Lane and Lilian Steiner in Lucy Guerin's Split (image credit: Gregory Lorenzutti)

In Dance/Film/Exhibition Tags Fjord Review, Dance Massive, Malthouse Theatre, Arts House, Melanie Lane, Lilian Steiner, Lucy Guerin, Split, Chunky Move, Anti-Gravity, Nat Cursio, Tiny Slopes
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“[...] if only, he wrote, I had wings to fly towards the forests and listen to the sounds and music which we cannot hear [but] only perceive [and] which seem to be created by dreams and storybook characters calling us to go out and head towards forests as black as night.” — Pēteris Krastinš (‘Âmes savages: Le symbolisme dans les pays baltes’, works from Estonia, Livonia (which surrounded part of Latvia) and Lithuania, at the Musée d’Orsay)
At the Musée d’Orsay (@museeorsay), as I imagined how it would feel inside the works of Sisley and Pissarro, a reminder that transference is not one way. I might have stepped into a painting, but in that moment, the painting also found a den, a roost, in me. #Paris #looking #painting #secondskin #MuséedOrsay
In the Princess’ Salon, through the Prince’s Bedroom, making chandeliers click-clack and floorboards talk, the object I covet turns out to be a ‘crochets’ (‘Dictionnaire de Furetière’, 1960), but all I can find of it online is the process of interlocking loops of yarn or thread with a crochet hook. (A ‘crochets’ is a little wooden shelf, worn like a backpack, used to ferry a stack of archives. By little means comfortable, but by many means covetable, to my eyes, at least. An instrument de travail.) 💎 #Paris #covet #crochets #inthearchives #HôteldeSoubise #NationalArchives
Drop anchor. Deep down. Draw 360°. The desire to now wrap and unify all our books in paper, title them with texta, and cinch them closed will prove hard to resist. Equally, the desire to draw our current view as a circle, and later bind books like solid, banded, powdered forms worthy of being called tomes. Who knows, maybe we will. Maybe we won’t. For now, we look at images, dusting over in the mind, of a morning spent at the Musée des Archives nationales. #library #voyage #explore #collection #NationalArchives
The beautiful task of gathering ideas, whether gathered inside or outside, past or present, scheduled or chanced upon, directly or indirectly related, from which to later sift through or see what settles. #ideas #Louvre #harvest #Pompidou #wandering
Standing before a photograph of a black cat basking on the tiles (Kardas, 1898–1978, Untitled [cat], c. 1925–30). Across their back, the shadow of a window falls like a cross. It is like the black cross of Kasimir Malévitch (1878–1935), hanging on the wall opposite. “Generating a certain dynamic .... of uncertain edges”, in the #Pompidou. In the collections moderne, room after room, you, me, and “a slight tilt and the precarious equilibrium” of all things. We’ve only just scratched the surface. #Paris #ideas #collection #inthegallery #thisisspring
Originally “made up of books from the King’s Cabinet as well as duplicates from the national library and items confiscated during the French Revolution”, in one of the Muséum national d’Histoire naturelle’s many library spaces (@le_museum), we turn the pages of the books left on the table as if in wait of a reader before making our own selection. In such a reading room, like the Louvre before it, surely there is a little transference of knowledge through proximity alone. #green #collection #inthelibrary #readingroom #JardindesPlantes
Inside the Muséum national d’Histoire naturelle, a #platypus tickles the belly of their companion, making them curl into a furred letter ‘c’. In a cabinet nearby, a #lynx holds court, and sports the look of someone in on the joke. Elsewhere, a wolf attempts to extinguish a light with a quick snap-close, a #thylacine looks sheepish, and inside of a dog it may be too dark to read, but if you’re eagle-eyed you’ll spot Louise. #Paris #cabinets #collection #JardindesPlantes #MuséumNationaldHistoireNaturelle
While cleaning my teeth and thinking about Delacroix and how he captured so brilliantly the twisting, rippling, caught-in-a-spring, in between movements of big cats and horses, I spy a black cat on the windowsill, quietly watching my own bathroom activities. I spit out the paste into the sink, look back out the window, and the cat is gone. A pause before a transition, in painting and in life. #cats #Louvre #Delacroix #movement #observation #MuséeduLouvre @museedelacroix, @museelouvre
Pierre-Joseph Redouté died aged eighty-one while painting a lily, and we wouldn’t be the first to call this a fitting finale. (In the reading room of the Louvre, with a magnifying glass.) #Paris #Louvre #Redouté #inthegarden #FrenchConnections
In 2009, I made an artists’ book, ‘At the Château de la Malmaison’ tigers roam’, featuring Josephine’s Malmaison, and in 2018, I walked through the very rooms I had placed a cheetah in the antechamber and a wallaby in the wardrobe of the emperor. It has been a very nice loop. 🐅 “Josephine’s garden at #Malmaison included many species of animals collected from #Baudin’s voyages, including #kangaroos, #emus and black swans. The first kangaroo arrived in 1804, only one of three on board Le Géographe to survive. Others were donated to Josephine over time, but they did not respond well to the European climate and at the time of Josephine’s death at Malmaison in 1814, only one remained alive. The #blackswans, however, not only survived but thrived, roaming the gardens freely.” — @ngvmelbourne #Paris #collection #inthegarden #FrenchConnections #ChâteaudelaMalmaison
Whether before Josephine’s le cygne noir at Malmaison or in the reading room at the Louvre, one crouches for a closer look, iPhone or magnifying lens in hand, and listens to the floorboards creak as one pads across the room, presence detected. #Paris #tourist #Louvre #blackswan #Malmaison
Feverish like a hare in a trap, from the curious and stifling ‘umwelt’ expansion of the Musée de la Chasse et de la nature, let us rewind to earlier today, to Musée National Picasso, with a little bird by Giacometti and Guernica strokes. #Paris #Picasso #Giacometti #thisisspring #MuseeNationalPicasso
Behind the curve of a polar bear’s back, I spy a case of mallards in wait. Beneath the table, a golden monkey sports the exclamation of treasure found, and around the corner, a unicorn is caught in a downpour of spirits. On the chair, a curl of a fox, and over there, a leopard pas de deux. Before leaving the Musée de la Chase et de la Nature, the friendly security guard alerts us to something we might have missed near to the Salon des Chiens. Crouching low and lower still, there she is, Fifi la petite souris to bid us adieu. #Paris #unicorn #Lasouris #collection #MuseedelaChasse
Miss Honeychurch likes her room with a view. (Responding to #RMITart @drawpaintshare student emails from someplace like no other. I shall need to be prised from this bedroom overlooking the Musée des Arts et Métiers. Prised, yes, prised.) #view #Paris #yesplease #outthewindow #aroomwithaview
Heighten the colour of the first emotion, Bonnard, and paint from a memory of a woman and her dog as they passed by you as you sat on a bench in the Jardin du Luxembourg eating an unsatisfying icecream (for there exists such a thing). Nature, painted after a walk. Nature, after a day or more has passed. Recollections like leaves falling in new sequences. #Paris #green #onfoot #nature #Bonnard #JardinduLuxembourg
Before ‘Saint Jérôme en méditation’, a cleaner draws large sweeping strokes across the floor with his soft broom, performing his own kind of meditation. Watching his movements in accord with the broom’s glide, his actions enhances my own reading of the surrounding works. Waiting before ‘Sainte Madeleine’, a cleaner sits, a spray bottle of polish and cloth in hand. The Musée du Louvre just before it closes is a beautiful theatre of shift change harmony as I imagine the paintings prepare for their repose, having spent the day restoring faith in the role of art. #Paris #Louvre #painting #JanProvost #JanMassys #LucasdeLeyde
To close the windows and draw the curtains upon such a bedroom window view seems unlikely. Rather, we leave them open, allowing the view to pour into the room. We have moved from our temporary nest in rue de Chabrol (remembered in the mind at the time of booking as the ‘shambling opera’ (Hotel Chabrol Opera)) to begin our part of Australia Print Workshop’s French Connections project. Like the no guard approach, we are ready to draw in the opportunity. #view #Paris #lookingout #aroomwithaview #FrenchConnections
Soft. Powdery. Awed. Tiny before brilliance. With Voltaire in the crypt below my feet and in my ear, ‘the more I read, the more I acquire, the more certain I am that I know nothing’. In the Panthéon, retaining the warmth of the day on my skin, before history. (Merci for the recommendation, Des. X) #Paris #awed #Voltaire #Panthéon #thisisspring
Before #Tintoretto, that “little dryer”, our eyes returned to the dogs who reminded us of Lottie (‘La mort d’Adonis’), and of muscles like mice beneath the skin with tendons for tails, as per the word’s origin (‘muscle’ comes from the Latin for ‘little mouse’). We noted ghost birds in lakes, and allowed tiny details to be coloured by overheard conversations in hushed tones and foreign tongue in the Musée du Luxembourg (@museeduluxembourg). In a knot of tourists, collectively shushed by beauty’s minders, we marvelled at the stained glass of the 13th century Sainte-Chapelle. Cobalt makes the blue, copper, the red and green, manganese, purple, and antimony, yellow, together with light and awe. Day three, in part, and sated. #Paris #lookup #ExpoTintoret #SainteChapelle #MuseeduLuxembourg
 
  • RT @elainehaby: Daily watercolour challenge May 26. Lottie has… https://t.co/p0uPNhtREe
    about 6 hours ago
  • Another superb Lottie portrait, good enough to make you weep. https://t.co/YLiYXgaKGQ
    about 13 hours ago
  • RT @elainehaby: Daily watercolour challenge May 24. Rest assured… https://t.co/2rhaMETK8P
    about 2 days ago
  • Lottie, dear Lottie. (You capture her expressions and movements so perfectly, @elainehaby. XO) https://t.co/hjr2M3cByx
    about 2 days ago
  • RT @elainehaby: Daily watercolour challenge May 21. Lottie… https://t.co/1iTqmkPL9R
    about 4 days ago
  • Map making different perspectives, from the… https://t.co/z4uUam7KvW
    about 6 days ago
  • RT @elainehaby: Daily watercolour challenge May 20. Lottie… https://t.co/IEc8dxwjc6
    about 6 days ago
  • Our own dance, before Sonia and company at the… https://t.co/tNKFUXTAXW
    about 6 days ago
  • Two favourite sweeties as drawn by a favourite sweetie. Lottie is having a marvellous holiday too. XO https://t.co/GfrbBBAjeH
    about 6 days ago
  • RT @aldaily: Dickens heard his characters speak. Woolf heard birds singing in Greek. The treatment for hearing voices has long b… https://t.co/5MUQt2TBz0
    about a week ago
 
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